On its surface, the sculpture was masterful. But looking deeper, I perceived shapes forced into the marble, curves and planes that did not rise from within. This was not the image of a man, only of his skin, a polished surface without organs, skeleton, or a brain behind the handsome, murdering face.

Ida Lorraine (I.L.) Heisler is a graduate of the Odyssey Writing Workshop, expatriate from academia, evolutionary biologist, retired civil servant, nature nut, and gamer. She lives with her husband in a jungle garden near the sea in Florida. Her work-in-progress is a fantasy trilogy set in a world where surgery is magic, physicians are priests, and cardiac resuscitation is a crime.